Ji Xiaoou, a girl who was strictly concerned, was standing on the side of the road, carrying two bags full of beauty products, looking at the dense traffic on Fuxing Road, with a sad face.

Although the winter days are short and the twilight is deep, her tall figure and white down jacket are still very eye-catching in the dark skylight. A taxi tentatively pulled up beside her, but she shook her head apologetically at the driver and turned into the nearby subway station.

Ji Xiaoou has no other job, and only a small beauty shop near Sihui is the only one he depends on for his livelihood. The name of the store is very special, called "like the year of the flow of water", taking a meaning of "like a beautiful flower, but the final enemy is like a year of water".

"The Year of Flowing Water" has been in business for two years, and at first due to lack of experience, business has not improved. It wasn't until October last year that the break-even began, and there was gradually a profit on the books. Now it is in the time when the number of customers is increasing, the business is booming, and the equipment is in urgent need of upgrades, and money is needed everywhere, although the income of the beauty shop is not bad, Ji Xiaoou has to learn the spirit of Grande, and he can't break a penny in half. Usually the beauty products needed in the store, the better ones will have special suppliers to deliver them, and the general products can only rely on Ji Xiaoou to run the cosmetics wholesale market by himself. At this time, she returned from the wholesale market of Wukesong. Although she was very tired, since there was a subway, she was reluctant to spend dozens of yuan to take a taxi.

It was the rush hour after work, and the platform of Wukesong of Metro Line 1 was crowded with people. Looking down from a high place, you can't see the ground at all, you can only see a black head on the platform.

Ji Xiaoou slowly rubbed down the stairs with the flow of people, barely standing still in the crowd. The car passed one trip after another, and each time it was packed, and the crowd on the car was like canned sardines, but the crowd under the car never decreased.

Luckily, the next subway arrived. Ji Xiaoou was pushed hard by the crowd behind him, and actually squeezed into the car. There were so many people that they could only cling to the railing by the door. But she was lucky, someone got off the bus at Fuxingmen, vacated a seat, and finally sat down, she carefully protected the two bulging plastic bags between her two long legs, so that she didn't have to worry about being kicked and broken.

Ji Xiaoou let out a long breath, and as soon as her mood relaxed, she felt bored, and she began to look around.

Most of the passengers in the carriage are 9-to-5 office workers. After eight hours a day, almost all of them were blue and haggard, and many people were drowsy with the rings. Ji Xiaoou subconsciously touched his face, not knowing if he also looked bitter and hateful. In her boredom, her occupational illness flares up immediately, and her eyes slide over these tired faces one by one, silently commenting on his or her omissions in facial skin care.

At this time, a big boy leaning against the car door with his eyes closed attracted her attention.

Looking from Ji Xiaoou's direction, he could only see the boy's side. The side lines are smooth, the eyebrows are thick, and it is a rare delicate Peugeot, which irons people's hearts like a clear spring in the dirty air of the subway.

Her gaze couldn't help but stare for a moment. The boy looked to be only twenty-one or twelve years old, with the lapels of a plaid shirt exposed in a blue cotton suit, jeans and thin shoes, and a black backpack.

He seemed to feel the oppression of being watched, lifted his eyelids and glanced at Ji Xiaoou, and closed his eyes again. Just this glance, although his eyes were slightly squinted, and the eyes filtered by the long eyelashes could not tell whether he was happy or angry, which had already made Ji Xiaoou gasp, and quickly withdrew his presumptuous gaze, lowered his head and looked at his nose and nose, and made the appearance of a virtuous lady. Enough, she said to herself, staring at the drooling image of a strange boy with such lust is too much of a rascal.

But the yearning for beauty is human nature after all, and after a while, she couldn't help but roll her eyes again.

The boy remained in the same position, leaning against the door on one side, his eyes closed, his dark eyebrows tangled together, and his face extremely ugly.

Ji Xiaoou was stunned. Because his expression was intriguing, as if he was impatient, as if he were ...... Endure some kind of pain. Upon closer inspection, he found the marks of teeth on his lips, his rapidly heaving chest, and a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

It seemed that the situation was not quite right, and he couldn't care about avoiding suspicion, Ji Xiaoou hurriedly poked him with his finger: "Hey, classmate......"

The boy didn't move or open his eyes, only his eyelashes twitched slightly.

Ji Xiaoou had no choice but to raise his voice a little and make persistent efforts: "Do you want to sit down?" ”

This time the boy slowly opened his eyes, and his lips moved. Ji Xiaoou thought he was about to speak, but saw that his body suddenly fell forward, and before she could react, a foul-smelling liquid had flown over her head and splashed on the floor in front of her feet.

A corner of the carriage instantly erupted into an exclamation, and the surrounding passengers reflexively avoided it in a hurry.

Ji Xiaoou was dumbfounded, staring blankly at the dirt on the plastic bag and boots, and wanted to cry without tears for a while.

It turned out that the carriage without a place to stand on the cone miraculously vacated a semicircular clearing, and in the center of the clearing, there was a mess, and there was a bitter Ji Xiaoou.

In addition to Ji Xiaoou, the direct victim of this emergency was a middle-aged woman standing next to her.

The fashionably dressed middle-aged woman screamed at the hem of her coat, and her voice was like a spatula cutting through the bottom of the iron pot: "It's disgusting, what's wrong with you?" Is there a bit of morality? ”

The other passengers recovered from the shock and began to examine their losses. There were also well-meaning passengers who handed the boy sitting on the floor a bottle of mineral water.

The middle-aged woman's face turned red in anger, and she reprimanded the boy sharply: "Come here, wipe me clean!" ”

Ji Xiaoou was also very annoyed, and wanted to scold people, thinking that he didn't recruit anyone and didn't provoke anyone when he went out today, why was he so unlucky? However, in private, she deeply felt that she couldn't say anything unpleasant in the face of such a peugeot face.

"May God forgive you, Amen." She muttered under her breath, and considered herself unlucky enough to take out the tissue, and wiped the stains on the soles of her pants and boots with nausea.

The sound of the spatula scraping in my ears exploded again: "Let you wipe it clean, do you hear it?" What kind of grandson, are you sick? ”

The boy originally lowered his head and raised his head to glare at her when he heard the sound, but unfortunately his face was as white as if he had been brushed with a layer of lime water, and the deterrent effect of that glance was reduced by half.

"Yes—" he replied slowly, his note dragging out, "I'm sick and you have medicine?" ”

Someone next to him snickered. The middle-aged woman did not learn her lesson, and replied nonsensically: "Are you insane? ”

The boy asked coldly, "Then can you cure it?" ”

The whole car burst into laughter, and the middle-aged woman choked on a fish bone in her throat, choked and lost her voice, and could no longer spit out a word.

"Come on, big sister." Ji Xiaoou couldn't stand it, got up and handed her the remaining half a pack of tissues, "He is not a heart, who can guarantee that he will be free of illness and disaster for the rest of his life when he goes out?" ”

The middle-aged woman unceremoniously took the tissue, wiped the stains on her coat hatefully, and still refused to give up her mouth, "It's not you who is unlucky, what kind of good person are you pretending?" How can my coat be worth three or five thousand, you will pay me? ”

Ji Xiaoou turned his face away and pouted secretly, and replied in his heart: "Compensate your uncle." When I arrived at Dongdan Station while speaking, many passengers probably couldn't stand the smell in the carriage, and got off the train to change the carriage, and the passengers on the platform flocked in, and ran away from the road at a glance, and the carriage was half empty in an instant. During rush hour, tiredness and hunger make everyone feel like an arrow, and no one cares about the boy sitting by the door.

Ji Xiaoou also wanted to leave, but she hesitated for a moment with her things and stayed. Trying his best to suppress the feeling of discomfort in his stomach, he squatted down in front of the boy.

"Are you sick?" She softened her voice.

The boy raised his eyelashes to look at her, and quickly drooped them again.

Ji Xiaoou had the feeling of being dissipated in an instant. Because when I look closely, those eyes are really quite beautiful, with black pupils, clear whites, and long eyelashes that spread out like fans. He was prettier than all the men she knew and so young. But his eyes were tired and indifferent at the moment, his expression wandered, and it took a while for his lowered head to slowly click twice.

The enthusiastic middle-aged man next to him had already taken out his mobile phone and said to Ji Xiaoou, "Call 120." ”

Ji Xiaoou was just about to talk, but the boy suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist and held it very tightly. There was plenty of heating in the carriage, but his fingers were cold, and his palms were full of cold sweat.

Ji Xiaoou was startled and almost sat on the ground.

Although he is good-looking and about the same age as his cousin, he is a strange adult man after all.

Since childhood, she has followed her Christian grandmother in and out of church, although Ji Xiaoou's speech and demeanor are full of the unstinting style of a Beijing girl, she is still a conservative "Church Girl" in her bones, that is, the so-called "church girl", and she is naturally wary of physical contact with the opposite sex.

She tried hard to pull her arm back, but she didn't, because the boy was clutching it too tightly.

"What are you going to do?"

The boy spoke, his voice very weak: "I don't go to the hospital. ”

"Huh?" Ji Xiaoou didn't hear clearly.

The voice was a little louder, but he still had no breath: "I don't go to the hospital." ”

"Then ......" Ji Xiaoou hesitated, "will you get out of the car and rest for a while?" ”

Without hesitation, the boy shook his head, his grip on her arm tightened, and then said, "I want to go home." ”

Ji Xiaoou was a little dizzy, as if he was hypnotized, and a sour softness spread from his throat to his chest.

A man, especially a young boy with such clear and moving eyes, unconsciously exudes a helpless and attached look in front of you, as long as it is not hopelessly hard-hearted, I believe that no woman can bear to refuse.

"Okay, okay, I'll send you home." The voice was so soft that I felt weird and numb. usually gets along with his twenty-year-old cousin, Ji Xiaoou thinks that he has no similar patience.

It turns out that both men and women, being good is an advantageous resource that should be thanked to parents and God.

Ji Xiaoou didn't expect that the place where the boy was going was the same as her destination in Sihui, and he didn't expect that he wouldn't be able to get out of the car.

The weight from his left shoulder suddenly became heavy, and Ji Xiaoou knew that it was not good, so he quickly threw away the plastic bag and freed his two hands to support him.

But the boy had lost consciousness and was completely weighing on her. In the end, it was the weight of a man, Ji Xiaoou couldn't hold it, and watched him slide down little by little.

It was the first time she had experienced such a dramatic scene, and despite her efforts to calm herself, she was still overwhelmed. Fortunately, several staff members of the subway came to help, first helped carry people into the duty room, and then called 120 ambulances.

Because of the large number of onlookers, the subway station also experienced a chaos, and it was not until the emergency personnel moved away that normal order gradually returned.

Ji Xiaoou went to the hospital with the car. Running up and running down a hot sweat, finally got the hospitalization deposit and medical expenses, retrieved the medicine and watched the nurse hang up the drip, she felt hungry, and remembered that from ten o'clock in the morning to nine o'clock in the evening, she did not eat a grain of rice.

By the time she brought back two boxes of hot porridge from the porridge shop outside the hospital, the boy had woken up, and although his face was still not good, he was in good spirits, and his cheeks and lips were a little bloody.

Ji Xiaoou breathed a sigh of relief, leaned over and smiled at him, "Zhan Yu, don't take you to scare people like this, I solemnly tell you, this is not fun, not fun at all." ”

In order to find the boy's family contact information, Ji Xiaoou had to turn his schoolbag over. I saw not only the familiar L University emblem on the back of the school bag, but also his textbooks and student ID.

The boy has a rare surname that is extremely low in the hundred family names.

His name is Zhan Yu. Zhanjiang's Zhanjiang, feathers. He is a third-year student majoring in software engineering at L University.

Facing Zhan Yu's puzzled gaze, Ji Xiaoou stretched out his hand: "Shake hands, junior brother, my name is Ji Xiaoou, the ninth and ninth level of the Department of Chemical Engineering, and the same school and different departments as you, it is your senior sister." ”

Zhan Yu blinked, looking at her without speaking.

Recalling the past in the four-year cold window, Ji Xiaoou couldn't help but smile: "You boys, do you still go to R's dance party on the weekend?" The spring rolls and peach crisps in the four canteens, alas, after so many years of graduation, I still drool when I think about it. ”

Zhan Yu's guarded expression gradually melted, a smile appeared on his face, he held Ji Xiaoou's fingertips, and shouted, "Senior sister." ”

The identity of the alumni quickly shortened the distance between the two, Zhan Yu's expression became obviously lively, looking Ji Xiaoou up and down, he tilted his head: "Didn't you say that you only grab L-sized steamed buns, and don't touch L-big girls?" Senior sister like this, it should be a national treasure, right? ”

"That's it." Ji Xiaoou admitted without modesty, "Back then, the ratio of men and women in our class was nine to one, and we were all stars holding the moon, everyone loved us, and our charm was unstoppable!" ”

"Ouch, the boys in your class are really lacking in resources." Zhan Yu finally laughed, revealing a little white tooth tip, but a mouthful of snow-white good teeth.

Ji Xiaoou looked at him, his heart couldn't help but move, and the tips of his eyebrows also moved.

Zhan Yu is twenty-two this year, and he is as old as Ji Xiaopeng, the son of Ji Xiaoou's second uncle, but he seems to lack the vigor that a boy of that age should have, and he always seems to have something on his mind. Before, he seemed to laugh from the bottom of his heart, but now that he really laughs, he shows his innocent childlike appearance, and he is several years younger.

"Let me ask you," Ji Xiaoou patted the back of his hand casually, completely treating him as his little brother, "The test result just now was bacterial food poisoning, what did you eat today?" The big L cafeteria isn't that bad, is it? ”

Zhan Yu frowned and thought for a moment, "Sashimi." ”

"No wonder." Ji Xiaoou suddenly realized, "The doctor still wonders, saying that bacterial poisoning in the winter is really rare." ”

Zhan Yu showed a little shy look on his face and did not speak.

Ji Xiaoou sighed twice, "Sashimi!" Are the current students living so nourishingly? At that time, a bowl of beef noodles was a good life. ”

Zhan Yu curled the corners of his mouth: "Others are treated." ”

"Oh, when someone else treats you, you throw off your cheeks and eat? Are you stupid? Ji Xiaoou counted unceremoniously, "The body is not your own?" Do you know how scary it is when you pass out? My little face was as white as paper, and I didn't feel it at all, and I was so frightened that my heart was beating fast, at least one hundred and eighteen. ”

Zhan Yu snorted quietly: "I didn't eat much." ”

"Gotta stop." Ji Xiaoou said, "If I believe you, Guo Degang and Zhou Libo can perform on the same stage."

Seeing that Zhan Yu's condition was stable, Ji Xiaoou was relieved. She was still worried about the things in the store, so she explained the doctor's instructions clearly, packed up her things and prepared to leave.

However, she was unable to contact Zhan Yu's family in the end. I don't know why, when I mentioned my parents, Zhan Yu's eyes flashed, saying that no one was home at night. Ji Xiaoou thought that he had some taboos, such as not wanting outsiders to obtain family information, and he was a little unhappy, but he was not angry. After all, when they meet each other, Zhan Yu is still a big child, and it is not too much to be a little more concerned about self-protection.

But the list of medical expenses made Zhan Yu very embarrassed. Medical expenses, plus the cost of ambulances and stretchers, as well as hospitalization deposits, Ji Xiaoou paid a total of 2,800 yuan in advance. But he rummaged through all the pockets of his clothes, and only found more than 200 cash in total.

"Sister ......" pinched a few thin bills, and he looked at Ji Xiaoou pitifully.

"Forget it...... Zhan Yu's eyes were really lethal, which made Ji Xiaoou feel sorry, as if he owed him something, "Ming'er will contact your parents and then talk about it, I'll leave first, and I'll come to see you tomorrow when I have time." You have to listen to the doctor, take your medicine on time, and rest on time. ”

"Hmm." Zhan Yu nodded obediently, his eyelashes hanging down densely, blocking his dark eyes and his preoccupied eyes.

In Beijing in February, the cold wind at night is still cold and sharp, even though the solar term has passed and the rain has passed. By the time Ji Xiaoou dragged his tired footsteps home, the hour hand was already pointing to eleven o'clock.

The second elder of the Ji family, who has always gone to bed early, is still sitting in the living room watching TV, obviously waiting for her. Seeing her enter the door, Ji's mother breathed a sigh of relief, but sat steadily, just as if she didn't see her. Ji's father felt sorry for his daughter, ignored his wife's unhappy eyes, and went to the kitchen to heat up the dinner and bring it out.

"Come on, eat while it's hot!" He greeted Ji Xiaoou, "There is your favorite pot wrapped meat." ”

As soon as he heard the words "pot wrapped meat", Ji Xiaoou immediately threw down his coat and almost threw himself on the table.

This is her second meal today, under the hunger, Ji Xiaoou's chopsticks are flying fast, and the obviously hungry eating look can't help but arouse Ji's mother's heart disease, and the pretended calmness is gone.

"Look at you!" Ji's mother has always spoken without opening which pot to mention, "Which girl is like you, who only enters the house in the middle of the night every day?" There are no weekends, no holidays, and you don't see how much money you make, if you had been obedient to medical school, how could you be today? I've got the person in charge of medical school admissions for you, it's good for you to make your own decisions! Tell me, when did you not listen to your parents, did you have a good result? ”

Ji Xiaoou's parents are a pair of doctors. His mother, Zhao Yamin, is the deputy chief physician of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine, and his father, Ji Zhaolin, is the director of the Department of Eye Surgery. Perhaps compared with internal medicine and surgery, etc., the pressure on traditional Chinese medicine and eye surgery is not the greatest, so Ji's father has hoped that Ji Xiaoou can inherit her father's business since she was a child, and then continue to be a respected angel in white.

However, Ji Xiaoou, who was in the rebellious period of youth, not only couldn't understand the painstaking efforts of his parents, but especially liked to do things with his parents. When I was in junior high school, I didn't like to deal with classmates of the same age, but I was willing to socialize with boys and girls in society. In the first year of high school, he started to fall in love again, and his little boyfriend was a boy who was notoriously naughty. The school notified the parents to strictly discipline them, and after being slapped a few times by Zhao Yamin, Ji Xiaoou ran away from home and fled to Zhengzhou by train to escape the ticket. Fortunately, I met a kind policeman who escorted her back to Beijing from Zhengzhou and handed her over to her parents. In the second semester of the second semester of high school, I realized that I was lost, and I suddenly started to work hard, and the total score in the college entrance examination was barely enough for an admission line.

While his parents were happy, they didn't think that Ji Xiaoou's motivation to study hard was actually for his early love in high school. The two little lovers made an appointment to enter L University together, so Ji Xiaoou changed his first choice from a medical university to the Department of Information Engineering of L University without telling his parents. However, her score was not particularly high, and she was not admitted to the Department of Information Engineering, which was in short supply and fierce competition, but the words "obey the professional adjustment" on the volunteer form sent her to the Department of Chemical Engineering of L University.

As for that relationship, like most teenage loves, it ended without a problem for various reasons, turning into a wisp of smoke and drifting away with the wind, leaving her with the sequelae that finding a job after graduation became a big problem. Although there are very few girls studying chemical engineering, most companies and companies are reluctant to recruit girls, Ji Xiaoou has sold cosmetics in just three years of career, worked as a front desk, and also worked as a general manager's secretary, anyway, he has made a complete break with the word "chemical".

And the fact that her daughter did not enter medical school was always Ji's mother's biggest regret before Ji Xiaoou was twenty-five years old, and after the age of twenty-five, it became a panic that her daughter might die of old age at home.

When Ji Xiaoou easily freed up his tongue and mouth from the gap between chewing, and replied that chemical expertise is helpful to the beauty shop business, Ji's mother remembered another hateful thing.

"Sensei, tell me about your shop." She gave up watching half of the TV series, sat opposite Ji Xiaoou and began to nag, "Don't say whether you make money or not, our family doesn't point to you to support the family, but you see, who are you in contact with every day?" ”

"Who are you talking about?" Ji Xiaoou put down his chopsticks, and the small flame in his heart began to swish blue smoke.

Ji's mother crossed her fingers and began to count: "What, the housewife who doesn't give birth, the second wife of the contractor, oh, and the escort lady, is this not enough?" ”

"So what? Open the door to do business, what do I care about people, people don't owe me money! ”

"Shame! You know? Ji Ma is a thunderbolt with a fiery temperament, and she can't tolerate others to disagree with her all her life, and when she heard her voice, she immediately raised her tone by an octave, "A man with slightly better conditions, as soon as I ask you to do this, who will dare to look for you?" Do you want to be an old girl and stay at home for the rest of your life? ”

"What am I doing? What am I doing? Not to be outdone, Ji Xiaoou also raised his voice, "Is there a mother like you?" Is there a mom like you? Take pleasure in spoiling your own daughter, do you have a special sense of accomplishment every time you mess with me? Speaking of this, Ji Xiaoou's voice was choked, "Who loves your family?" Don't forget that I have my own house, I'll move out tomorrow! ”

Seeing that if he didn't come forward to mediate, the war between mother and daughter would escalate, Ji's father quickly stood up, held his wife's shoulder, and tried to divert her attention: "Come on, come on, the TV series has started again......"

Ji's mother was pressed on the sofa by him, and her tone was stupid: "She will turn a deaf ear to everything I say to her, including that Lin Haipeng, what did I say back then?" Oily noodles are not a good thing at first glance, she doesn't listen, what is the result? If you don't listen to the old man, you will suffer in front of you......"

Before he finished speaking, there was a loud "bang", and Ji Xiaoou slammed the door of his room slammed on, and then "clicked" and locked it.

Ji's mother was so angry that she chased after her and shouted: "You are so strong, I have to spend money to repair it if it is broken, this is not your own home, right?" ”

Ji Xiaoou covered his ears and lay on the bed, and Zhao Yamin's voice still penetrated the door of the house and relentlessly entered his ears. However, the object of venting was changed to Ji Xiaoou's father, and she pointed at Ji Zhaolin's forehead with her index finger and said, "What else can you do besides mud?" One of the things I regret the most in my life is to go to Tibet with you and throw Xiaoou to your Christian mother! What can Xiaoou do with a bunch of uneducated old ladies in the church every day? Okay, the boyfriend behind the girl's ass can have a company, and our family has been deceived by people after sticking it upside down. I didn't dare to answer when others asked, for fear that there would be no place for this old face! ”

Ji Zhaolin defended loudly, but his voice had no confidence at all: "That...... I think our daughter is still very good. ”

Ji Zhaolin was originally cowardly, and he has always been three points short of Zhao Yamin in terms of momentum, and when he was young, he abandoned his family and went to Tibet for his career, leaving his young daughter to be raised by his grandmother, which resulted in the indifference between his daughter and her parents, and also delayed Zhao Yamin's important opportunity for further study, and he is still the deputy chief physician to this day. This incident is a shortcoming that he has been pinched in front of his wife for twenty years. He also knew that he was wrong, and once his wife brought up the old matter, he would only make promises or respond with silence.

Ji Xiaoou jumped up, grabbed a book and threw it at the door. Zhao Yamin's voice only paused for a moment, and then began to repeat itself. Ji Xiaoou walked around the room a few times in a frenzied manner, and finally knelt down in front of a small Chinese-style carved desk in front of the window, clasped his palms together and prayed in a whisper: "God, may all glory, authority and kingdom be to you, please give me the strength of calm to deal with all harm and unhappiness, thank you for your love, forgiveness and help, Amen!" ”

The old desk in front of the window, painted white due to age, has a silver-plated cross and an old Bible, which does not fit in with the warm Korean style of the room. But it is the only relic left by Ji Xiaoou's grandmother, Ji Xiaoou has been living with her grandmother for five years when her parents helped Tibet, and she did not leave her grandmother to return to her home until her parents returned to Beijing in the second grade of primary school. The scars carved with a knife on the legs of her desk, the white marks on the table with a teacup, and the scribbles of a ballpoint pen in the Bible all retain her countless memories of her childhood.

In the middle of the night, Ji Xiaoou could sometimes hear the pages of the book turning and the sound of his grandmother coughing in a trance. The sound warmed and warmed her, so four years after her grandmother's death, she was still reluctant to dispose of the old piece of furniture - she was afraid that one day she would never find her again.

Because of the mental stimulation before going to bed, Ji Xiaoou had a dream that night, an extremely unpleasant dream.

In the dream, she went back to that day three years ago. After finishing the training and examination of a senior beautician, she returned to Beijing early from Guangzhou in high spirits, but what she heard was her boyfriend's decision to break up.

When she was twenty-three years old and just graduated from college, Ji Xiaoou had an official boyfriend named Lin Haipeng, who was four years older than her. The two met on the escalator of Pacific Department Store. At that time, Lin Haipeng was still dressed like a simple student, blushing and saying to Ji Xiaoou that he had been following her for a long time, he liked her cleanliness and freshness without fat powder, and asked Ji Xiaoou if he could be a friend. Ji Xiaoou liked this kind of beginning, felt that it was particularly unconventional and romantic, and immediately agreed to Lin Haipeng's request to go to McDonald's to sit down. Lin is a native of Jiangsu, and the delicate intimacy of the southern man just filled Ji Xiaoou's psychological trauma at that time. At that time, Ji Xiaoou was young and vigorous, and it happened that Ji's mother Zhao Yamin was also at the end of menopause, and the quarrel between the two was almost a common occurrence in the Ji family every night. repeatedly hated Ji Xiaoou's silver teeth and swore that as long as someone was willing to marry, she would marry immediately, saving Zhao Yamin from bowing her head every day and not looking up. Even if Zhao Yamin frequently poured cold water and said that Lin Haipeng, a foreigner in Beijing, had no support, no house and no car, Ji Xiaoou still seriously thought about marrying him. Unexpectedly, after getting along for more than half a year, Lin Haipeng proposed to break up.

As for the reason for the breakup, Lin Haipeng, who was admitted to a civil servant appointed by a ministry after graduation, once said that he liked the bold atmosphere of Beijing girls, and once he was promoted to chief clerk, he suddenly began to dislike Ji Xiaoou's family background was not strong enough to help him in his career, and there happened to be an official wife who fell in love with him and wanted to marry his daughter who was two years older than him, so he decisively asked to break up with Ji Xiaoou. Of course, these situations were all figured out by Ji Xiaoou in private, but in fact, his breakup speech back then was extremely euphemistic and bleak. He said that your conditions are so good, your family conditions are good, you have a house, you can work and earn money, and you have a good figure and appearance, I am not worthy of you, and I can't delay you.

Ji Xiaoou, who was furious, kicked the coffee table in front of him, pointed at Lin Haipeng's nose and said, "Are you still a man?" To put it bluntly, will you die? Didn't you just fucking move up a small level, so you feel like you're a character, and you don't have to give in to me anymore! Not worthy of me? What did you do a few months ago? You're worthy of me then? ”

Stepping on the crumbs of a glass on the floor, she rushed out of her boyfriend's dormitory.

"Xiaoou, Xiaoou, listen to me......" her former boyfriend chased after her.

Ji Xiaoou had long forgotten what he had explained, but in today's dream, she happily did something she wanted to do but didn't do: she slapped the other party hard with her round arm. A real and clear crisp sound, relieving hatred, but it made her a thriller and returned to reality from her dream.

Recalling the fragments of the dream, Ji Xiaoou was in a daze for a long time with his arms on his pillow. In the past three years, she has never embarrassed herself about this matter, but she is confused and sees the wrong person. Who hasn't loved one or two scumbags in their life? Who hasn't been hurt by someone else in their life? Who hasn't hurt someone else in their life? A breakup is a breakup, but it's just the end of a relationship, so she won't cry at midnight and ask herself "why is this". Fortunately, I was young at that time, my metabolism was vigorous, and the wound healed unconsciously, leaving no traces of trauma. But she didn't expect that three years later, she would still remember Lin Haipeng clearly.

Outside the window, it was dawning and the wind was blowing. In the spring in Beijing, there is a lot of wind, and the north wind from outside the plug carries the fine sand, making the window panes rustle.

"Xiaoou," Ji Zhaolin knocked on her door, "The soy milk fritters are all in the kitchen, you get up and heat yourself up, don't skip breakfast." ”

Ji Xiaoou replied vaguely, and decided to let himself go for a morning, turned over and fell asleep again. When I woke up again, my parents had already gone to work, and the house was unusually quiet. She lay in bed for a long time, until she remembered that there were two more guests with appointments at noon, so she reluctantly got up to wash.

Ji Xiaoou's beauty shop is located next to a populated community near Sihui. The store is not very large, it was originally an old-fashioned small three-bedroom apartment on the ground floor, with an area of more than 80 square meters. When Ji Xiaoou's grandmother was alive, she lived here alone.

Before her grandmother died, she left a will to leave the house to her granddaughter Ji Xiaoou to deal with it all. Because of this incident, Ji Xiaoou's second aunt was very dissatisfied, and she didn't pass on her male grandson to her daughter and grandchild, she thought that her grandmother was delirious when she made the will, and the two uncles had a quarrel about it, and they had no contact for almost a year, and they almost went to court to fight an inheritance lawsuit. And Ji Xiaoou got a real estate worth hundreds of thousands of yuan for nothing, coupled with the cold words of the second aunt, the grief in the panic has weakened a little. After several discussions with her parents and their consent, she quit her half-dead job and renovated her room into a bright storefront, fulfilling her dream of opening a beauty shop by herself.

In addition to Ji Xiaoou's careful management, another important reason is that there is no pressure of rent, and the main expenditure is to purchase necessary beauty products and beauty equipment, that is, water, electricity and heating and the salaries of three beauticians. Even so, Ji Xiaoou also feels that the turnover of the small business is difficult, since the opening of the store, there is no need to say more about the ups and downs, if she doesn't really love her small shop and really like the beauty industry, she probably won't be able to hold on for a long time.

Sending off the last guest in the morning, rubbing her sore wrist, Ji Xiaoou suddenly remembered her promise to Zhan Yu yesterday, arranged the business in the store, she went to the supermarket to buy fruits and lotus root powder, and rushed to the hospital.

However, in front of her, it was a clean and empty bed.

That delicate and lovely little junior brother Zhan Yu has disappeared.

Just after Ji Xiaoou paid all the medical bills for him the night before, he went through the discharge procedures early in the morning and left quietly. Along with him disappeared, there was the remaining deposit. The man went to the bed empty, and did not leave her any message.

Standing at the door of the ward, Ji Xiaoou wrapped his down jacket tightly, extremely depressed, and felt that today's style was cold. If my mother knew about this, she would definitely say that she had been brainwashed by the Bible, and she had been a good person again, and she had been deceived by people with the most primitive posture and means to find the north.

The nurse looked at Ji Xiaoou sympathetically: "That child's eyes are trembling and smart, and he is not an ordinary person when he looks at it." You should be ruined and saved from disaster! ”

But Ji Xiaoou didn't want to believe it at all, and didn't believe that this big boy with a pair of clear eyes would covet a deposit of thousands of yuan.

For several days, Ji Xiaoou was depressed about this matter. It wasn't until one morning, when someone anonymously brought two beautiful flower baskets, that she diverted her attention.

The flower basket is beautifully decorated, and it can be seen that I have put a lot of thought into it. Hundreds of pink and white roses are scattered, and the petals are crystal moist, and they are full of fragrance in the store. The customers who entered the door were amazed, and some people exclaimed that this was a real Bulgarian imported rose, not the white moon season on the market, and the cost of two flower baskets was thousands of yuan.

The familiar guest joked with Ji Xiaoou: "Boss Ji, your spring is here!" ”

Ji Xiaoou replied: "I'm afraid that someone is called Chun, right?" ”

She stopped the courier boy who delivered the flower basket and interrogated him for a long time, but he didn't get any information. After thinking about it for a long time, I can't think of any man I know, who can do things so cost-consciously?

The next day two more flower baskets arrived, one-third larger than yesterday, and replaced with slightly darker champagne roses, the flowers were smooth and plump, and the delicate and pink were like cardamom tips of the twenty-eight girl.

The flower giver still didn't show up.

Ji Xiaoou stood stupidly in the center of the store, a little dizzy by the rich and sweet aroma of the room, I really couldn't understand what was going on, shouldn't it be that the wronged boss wrote the wrong address and sent it to the wrong place?

For the next seven days, two flower baskets were delivered to the store on time at 10 a.m., and the color of the rose petals became stronger day by day, from the original white, champagne, pale green, yellow, light pink...... Orange-red until the ninth day.

On the tenth day, at 10 a.m., the door opened, and two flower baskets more than one person high were moved into the store. Roses, of course, are still roses, but they are the most grandiose red roses, nearly a thousand, with rich and bright crimson petals, and the color is as intense as the most mellow red wine, with a velvety sheen.

There's something different this time. A business card is stuck in the middle of the petals. Pale yellow matte coated paper, the paper is thick and tough, and it feels very good. The format of the business card is very strange, except for a person's name and a mobile phone number, the front and back are bare, and there is no other information.

Ji Xiaoou turned over and looked at it for a long time, and softly read out the name on the business card: "Rigorous." ”

Preciseness? She looked up and thought about it, but she didn't have any impression of the name in her head.

Several beauticians in the store looked at Ji Xiaoou with a smile, chattering and guessing the true identity of the mysterious flower giver.

Ji Xiaoou unexpectedly raised his hand, and the business card drew a parabola and plunged into the trash can at the door.

"Oops, why did you throw it away?" The girls stomped their feet in pity.

Ji Xiaoou had to keep a straight face, make a stepmother, and shouted fiercely: "Work for me!" ”

Ji Xiaoou is twenty-seven or eighteen years old at this time, he looks good and has a good figure, and he has opened a store to do business in the past few years, and he shows up every day, so there are many suitors, what kind of boring men, what kind of pick-up methods. She has an instinctive rejection and disgust for this kind of man who is in heat everywhere and spreads a net on all sides. The meaning of these men sending flowers is nothing more than to say: please bloom your flowers to me like the genitals of these plants.

Ji Xiaoou sighed softly in her heart, just like the business card that was thrown into the trash, this person called "rigorous" was also left behind by her.

And the baskets that were once full of flowers were sent to the foot-washing city next door, and turned into rose petals floating in the foot-washing bucket. The masseur of the footwashing city introduced to the guests very solemnly: "Sir, this is an authentic Bulgarian rose, very expensive!" ”